In a days time

Neverending cycle of fighting

I guess it is time for the sun to fade away,

Distant was the rise of the most recent day,

The memories are there,

The scars will fade,

The yelling only left a distant haze,

One more wake up,

One more slumber,

another minute, 

another hour,

time flies by when your words are cold,

theres not a whole lot more my heart can hold,

If i gave you the sunrise,

you would be content with its lies,

full of happiness and warm

if it were the moonbeam,

comfort would come from the darkness it illuminates.

The End

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